Chapter 658: Chapter 656: Packing Up the Demonic Domain, Heading to the Demon Realm
The Abyssal Primalids were dead, and the foul smell was gone. Aaron Sinclair chuckled and said, "What great weather. It’s another beautiful day."
Celeste Grant nodded. "Yes, it is. Another beautiful day."
Nerida spoke up. "With those dead bugs gone, even the air feels fresher. This is so much better."
"Mhm," Aaron Sinclair added. "A sunny day like this is perfect for an outdoor barbecue."
’An outdoor barbecue?’
The moment he finished speaking, Celeste Grant and Nerida glanced at each other. Their minds involuntarily flashed back to the bugs from before—swarms of bizarre-looking insects covered in slime and venom. The mere thought of it made them instantly nauseous.
It was a gut reaction, like seeing maggots in your food right as you were about to eat.
"BLEGH... Barbecue..."
"Son, why did you have to bring up my favorite food? I don’t think I’ll be able to look at barbecue for a while."
Beside her, Nerida nodded repeatedly. "Same here."
Aaron Sinclair glanced at the two women on either side of him and burst out laughing. "Hahaha, what’s the big deal? They’re just a bunch of ugly bugs. I could eat two whole bowls of rice even with their corpses lying around."
For someone who could concoct Poison Pills as devastating as nuclear weapons through Alchemy, a few disgusting-looking bugs were nothing.
Celeste Grant started laughing.
"Aren’t you the tough one."
Just as Aaron Sinclair was talking with his mother and Nerida, his father approached. Javier Sinclair glanced at his son. He hadn’t intervened earlier because he’d sensed the Power of Laws within Aaron, and the incident with the bugs was the perfect opportunity to draw it out.
He walked up and patted his son on the shoulder. "The Power of Time Law... you’ve mastered less than a tenth of it. Cultivate diligently, son. Once you truly comprehend the Power of Time, you’ll become immortal and indestructible within the river of time itself. Bringing the dead to life and regrowing flesh from bone will be as simple as a thought. Only then will you truly have the power to protect everything you care about."
Aaron Sinclair nodded, his earlier pride vanishing. ’I’ll cultivate diligently.’ "I understand, Father." He knew his father was right.
In this Cultivation World where the strong reigned supreme, only immense power could protect what one cherished. As for strength... it was better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.
Javier Sinclair grunted in acknowledgment. His gaze shifted to Celeste Grant, and he reached out, naturally taking her hand. "My lady, we should move."
Hearing this, Celeste Grant froze for a moment.
"Move? Where to?"
Javier Sinclair held her hand.
"To the Demon Realm."
Aaron Sinclair and Nerida both snapped their heads toward him.
"Huh? Father, we’re going to the Demon Realm? To our family’s ancestral home?" Honestly, he knew their ancestral home was in the Demon Realm, but he’d never actually been there.
Speaking of the Demon Realm, Celeste Grant had been there before. She had once traveled there through the Mysterious Ancient Mirror and met Javier Sinclair during his time as the Demon God, back when he didn’t even know her. ’Perhaps this is fate,’ she mused. ’All those twists and turns, all those encounters, were just so we could have a better life together. It all came full circle, an inevitable loop.’
It didn’t matter where they went.
As long as the family was together, that was all that mattered.
However...
Celeste Grant held up a hand. "Wait a second..." She looked at Javier Sinclair and whispered, "If we leave, what happens to the Demonic Domain? We can’t just abandon them!" Most of the people here were old friends. If they left so suddenly, it would be hard to see them again. She couldn’t bear to leave them.
Hearing this, Javier Sinclair said, "Don’t worry, my lady. I know you’d hate to leave Nerida and the others. I’ve already thought about that."
Celeste Grant looked at him.
Aaron Sinclair and Nerida looked at him as well.
Celeste Grant said, "You’ve already thought about it? Then spit it out! I’m dying of suspense here."
Javier Sinclair wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace, and said nonchalantly, "My lady, what do you think about... packing up the entire Demonic Domain and taking it with us?"
Celeste Grant froze.
’What did he just say? Pack up what? The Demonic Domain?’ She blinked. When it finally registered, she sucked in a sharp breath. "You... what did you just say? Pack up *what*? Old Fiend Sinclair, are you even listening to yourself?"
’Their Demonic Domain took up half the territory of the Immortal Domain! The place was huge, equivalent to countless Lower Realms and Cultivation Worlds put together. And he’s talking about packing it up to go? Is he packing leftovers?!’
That was the Demonic Domain.
The entire Demonic Domain was massive. How could you possibly pack it up?
Nerida also felt like she had just heard the impossible. "The Exalted One, are you sure you didn’t misspeak? You’re going to pack up the entire Demonic Domain and take it with you?" Even for a mighty figure like The Exalted One, was that really possible? They had just never witnessed something like that; their experience was limited, so they honestly had no idea.
Aaron Sinclair didn’t speak. Instead, he was pondering. ’When will I be able to do something like this? How much longer will I have to cultivate?’
Javier Sinclair’s gaze rested on Celeste Grant’s face as he chuckled. "My lady, the Demon Realm contains the Thirty-Six Domains. In comparison, the territory of this Demonic Domain is only about the size of one of them. And it just so happens I think the Demon Realm could use a little expansion. An extra domain would be quite nice."
Hearing his explanation, Celeste Grant understood.
She used to think the current Demonic Domain was huge.
But it turned out that compared to the Demon Realm, this place was like a single city under its jurisdiction. ’The Demon Realm’s Thirty-Six Domains... that territory is just massive.’
Seeing what she was thinking, Javier Sinclair said, "To be fair, I do have quite a few assets."
Nerida: "..."
’Did he just say "quite a few assets"?’ Nerida was speechless. ’How was she even supposed to describe The Exalted One? Other rich people might own a gold mine. The Exalted One built his house *inside* the gold mine—and it’s so big it blocks out all the light.’
Celeste Grant sighed with emotion. "My calculations tell me we’ve hit the jackpot."
Javier Sinclair glanced at her. "It will all be yours one day. And I am yours, too." Honestly, at his level, he couldn’t care less about power and status. But if it made his wife happy, then that was perfectly fine.
Aaron Sinclair rubbed his hands together, laughing. "Father, Mother, you two are so mushy. You never miss a chance for some PDA. It’s sickeningly sweet."
Nerida laughed.
"It just shows how much The Exalted One and his lady love each other."
Javier Sinclair raised his hand and swatted his son on the head. "What would a kid who’s never even held a girl’s hand know about it?"
Aaron Sinclair: "..."
’Seriously, Dad? What are you so smug about? Weren’t you single for a few hundred—no, a few *hundred thousand*—years before you finally found a wife?’
Just then, a figure walked up to them with hands on their hips. "Mommy, Daddy, did you forget about me?"